South

The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

Ascension Center of Equitation

The Ascension Center of Equitation is the epicenter of the Dark Hunter Cavalry Unit. Originally a high-class facility for show-jumping, Ascension now caters entirely to the Cavalry Unit. Here the Dark Hunters learn how to ride and fight upon the backs of horses - many of which are Were's themselves.
Home of: The Cavalry

Hyde Park

Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday-related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium

The Point Defiance Zoo & Aquarium (PDZA) is an award-winning combined zoo and aquarium located within the Southern Part of Sacrosanct. Situated on 92 acres in Sacrosanct's Hyde Park, the zoo and aquarium are home to over 9,000 specimens representing 367 animal species. Point Defiance is also widely known for its conversation efforts regarding the breed and release program of Red Wolves.

The Outskirts

Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often seen as a way to guard this magical city against the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

The University of Sacrosanct

The University of Sacrosanct offers some of the top programs in the nation with its outstanding campus and specialized faculty. The University places a high focus both upon educating future generations but also on research to help revolutionize the world. The University welcomes the talent of students across the world to enroll and unlock their unlimited potential. With applications from across the nation, classes fill up quickly.

PhD in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes

THEY SAY IM A GOD


Posted on May 01, 2017 by IÓRKÆLL DVÆRG
South
he could care less now.

His massive bulk settles against her, all possession and heated cravings. He was bold with his desires, caring not of what the dog would think. So when his teeth graze the thickness of her charcoaled body he allows a rumble to flow from him. He was a mad king this brute, desperate for another moment alone with his harlot. How selfish of him, to desire to keep her locked away in his talons away from the world and prying eyes that dare look upon her wicked beauty. The mere thought of it was agonizing as voices whisper promises of punishment for those that dwell too close.

It didn't help that raven was touching her.

His icy gaze reluctantly shifts from his poisonous delight to the scarred girl before them. Her reply is simple one and his lip curls in distaste as a brief chortle falls into their minds like a smoky haze. "running isn't my forte." his baritones are dry, laced with disapproval. "but at least now i know of your character." and once again, like clockwork, the dame is running. Well, attempting to; as the wolf's head meets his tigress' chin, he stiffens muscles tightening in discomfort and subtle rage. do. Not. touch. Her." his words are broken apart, each one a deliberate demand. No. his regan was a warrior, a wicked curse that delights in the blood of their enemies. He disapproves of her being this close to someone such as raven.

He can feel his flesh crawl, not amused by this strange attraction between raven and regan. As if they belong to each other, or to someone. "Go." the beast's voice is a thick rumble, eyes flashing at Raven. Why did regan need to go with her? What the hell was going on between these two? Her sin tinted frame leaves him, her body beginning to pace as she replies to Raven. He snarls, a low tone of distaste falling from now slackened jaws. The wolf can leave by itself, after all she has done it before. But of course, the feral cat before him begins her tangent and as her threat slides into his mind like venom the cat yawns, rolling onto his back and gazing at her like a tomcat. "don't threaten me with a good time. If you must, come get the answers you seek from me." his deep voice is a husky erotic song in her mind, though now may not be the time for jokes.

Blood's intoxicating aroma breaks through to him and his head snaps to the side,eyes fixating on the monochromatic form of his twin. He would leave the question answering to the scarred she-wolf, he can't be bothered and it would be amusing to watch the girl squirm. Maybe it would turn into a fight, and in that case he would instigate all he likes. However, timing of his brother is impeccable, a worthy distraction from a sure beating from Regan. Of course the bastard was eating something, honestly he killed out of boredom. He probably wasn't even hungry.

Their relationship was a curious one, but the bond there was almost instant. The questions in regards to them and who they were will be answered later, for now, lets return to the task at hand, shall we?

The beast rises, removing himself from the two females and ignoring regan's demands. His heavy mass lopes lazily over the earth, all power and hidden fury. His target is his brother, the laid back cat an all too much reflection of the Viking King. he draws near, head lowering to snarl as body presses against his twin, attempting to push him from his kill. He lays, facing his brother with back turned to the two of them as he growls, attempting to gain a bite or two from the other. Surely there would be talons meeting flesh and minimal roaring as the brothers tussle over the treat. But boys will be boys and he welcomes whatever pain the other would deal to him. A welcome distraction from the presence of Raven and the questions surrounding her relationship with his tigress.

IÃ"RKÆLL DVÆRG
THE VIKING KING

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